Britney_Sheldon

A middle-aged woman gets trapped in an alternate universe, after falling asleep at a friend's house. She believes that she was in a plane crash but after a couple of days on the island, she starts to hear a voice that talks to her in her dreams.

In the end, there are 4 voices that come along on the 4 islands, but what happens when the middle-aged woman falls in love with one of the voices.

The Corpse's Whisper

She woke up with a form of calmness today, she was actually sought of getting used to these dreams. She hated that she didn't want to be able to get used to these, she wanted to everything to stay the same no matter what the cost.


She got up slowly first starting with her hands behind her, starting with the right then going to the left. She then proceeded to sit up, then she proceeded to slowly stand up.


"Why am I used to this? I shouldn't be," she said out loud to the birds and they must thought she was crazy, to be fair she was.


"Who's that narrating voice over the top of me it's really annoying. And is it weird that I realized that you were there?"


'Because you're actually insane, and if you didn't hear me like the first two days actually, no, the first 3 days. You're an extremely extremely extremely psychopathic person.'


"I don't call me a fucking psychopath, you are the psychopath."


'Now don't get angry... just continue on with the day as if none of this happened.'


"How about, NO!" She yells out, she was not accepting it, but she had to, there was no escape. All she could do was a wait she couldn't do anything else. All she had to do was wait until she got saved.


She started to cry hysterically. She couldn't stop, it started off with just a few tears but it ended up being able to fill an entire ocean with a water. She looked around the island again, trying to find some more stones to write on.


She was walking around for about half an hour before she found a rock big enough to start engraving it.


Another day has gone past, no, I don't have any respect for anyone or anything anymore.


I've been broken by the way my mental health has been.


What no one knows is that my mental health had been suffering...


I always had tear stains on my face... I have noticed that every day I woke up with another scar on my arm... so I have 3 scars right now, all of them bleed, every. single. one. Every single day...


I have a one wound on my shoulder, from the plane crash and a branch got stuck in my side making a wound, that least that's what I'm guessing.


"I will do whatever I want, you fucking psychopath!"


'Look, just calm down, and lets talk this out.'


"How about an: F to the U to the C to the K!"


'Ok, looks like that's not going to work.'


"Just got the fuck away, you arsehole."


As she slowly stopped staring at the sky, she looked down to the ground to find a crab, who's was about to pinch her, "What the fuck are you doing you fucking cunt!"


The crab proceeded to pinch her, she screamed out in pain, trying to kill the crab.


"Go die, you fucking cunt. You really don't deserve to be on this planet. So I'm going to finish you off and kill you," she stepped on the crab killing it in an instant, then she look up at the sky.


"Holy shit, it's time to go to bed already!" she slowly walked around the island one more time, before she went back to her normal sleeping spot.


"Well, I guess another day is over," she said, as she closed her eyes. She sat down, with her hands behind her back, she looked around, opening her eyes once again.


"Goodnight world..." She said to herself before laying on her side, and closed her eyes...


Day 4